Welcome to my latest exercise in an attempt to reach my goal of being a prolific writer in 2022. So, in addition to writing 1 short story each week (Because Ray Bradbury said you can’t write 52 bad ones – challenge accepted!) I will be attempting to post an original poem each day in April. This is not going to be easy – I’ve not really written poetry since college. So, these will be thrown together each day and not very edited.
I can hear you now – sucky stories and bad poetry? Sign me up.
For more information about the blogging challenge, see http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/)
Today’s poem is inspired by your local Monster Truck Rally.
Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!!!
Coming to an arena
(or a coffee shop, or possibly the Barnes and Noble)
It’s Xtreme Poetry!!!
With all the Bangs!!
All the iambs!
And every Slam you’ve been waiting for!!!!!!
Kids are free, and adults can use a $3 discount code
(You can get one at the library)
Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!
All the biggies will be there —
William!! Walt!! Mary!! Langston!!
and some of the new kids on the circuit–
Lil Nas X, Dr. Dre, The Queen herself, and Cardi B
(and also your neighbor’s daughter Austyn-
you can get her latest chapbook on Amazon)
Sunday!! Sunday!! Sunday!!!
Words will be flung, hurled, and softly spun
While you hold your book tight to your chest, hoping
you can get an autograph
just this once
even if it’s just your neighbor’s daughter
who just spoke of a peach so lovely
you thought you had peach juice running down your lips.
Specially like the instructions in brackets! Unique poetry announcement!
Dropping by from a to z “The Pensive”